The first appearance of the morning sun slept across the walls and sheets of my quiet room. Weightless dusts decorate the silence in frozen time.
Little does the world within this room know the chaos that’s inside me. I didn’t sleep, yet somehow the sheets have wrinkled through the night. The thoughts endlessly swirl around my mind in thunderous waves, yet the silence dances on around me. My heart sends bursts of murderous thuds through my chest, yet the sun sleeps perfectly in utter content. I’m in chaos and everything is in order.